Skintrader

[Verse 1] I stand in shadow holding on to what remains of my outline Skin on skin no difference left everything becomes currency when it outlives its purpose [Chorus] Skintrader I trade what once enclosed me Skintrader identity for time Skintrader no face belongs to itself Skintrader only matter in circulation [Verse 2] I peel off memories like damp clothing they no longer fit they smell of then What once was shelter is now weight what once was me lies folded on the floor [Chorus] Skintrader offering surface Skintrader losing substance Skintrader no pain left only friction [Bridge – spoken, cold] They say the skin is a boundary. I say it is consumption. [Verse 3] Fingers dig into borrowed layers searching for grip or illusion I dress myself in what remains of you and for a moment pretend it holds [Chorus – intensified] Skintrader living on loan Skintrader wrapped in debt Skintrader nothing beneath worth keeping [Outro] When everything is traded only air remains. And even that belongs to no one. Skintrader.